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Dec 2019
Silence, you won't hold me hostage
again
I'd rather burn the house and scream
to avoid the pain
than stay in the sidelines and wither
slowly
with my doubts and my words
making me choke

I will ask and beg for what I want
This is my new attitude towards the world
Silence won't cut my throat
with her sly knife anymore
Before you speak, think
that's not advice, it's just ****!

Because silence won't save you, at all
Silence will simply keep the dogs at bay
while the bomb ticks away
Silence is razors at 16 years old
Silence is slow death
Silence is...an emptied space
a form of decay

Silence - you are not the way
I have known you for long
so I know
Silence - you might win the battle
but not the war!
Courtney O
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Courtney O  27/F/Madrid
(27/F/Madrid)   
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